Went to get coffee today-opened my change purse. Sea shells fell out. Barista goes "Sorry, we only take cash or credit." So there's that.

(Talks about her childhood) I grew up on a Christmas tree farm in Reading, PA. It was the most magical fun childhood. We had grape arbours and we would make jam with my mom. My dad would go to work and he'd come home. He'd clean out stalls and fix split-row fences.

Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer

My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again.

I've never been fascinated by the party lifestyle. Penciling in a night to get wasted is not something I want to do.

I'm pretty pale. In high school I was insecure and thought it'd be cool to go to a tanning bed. Now I just let it look the way it looks.

Faith Hill is a big role model.